Naturally, I followed the red dot on the map. Just before they were about to get on the wyvern, which they must have prepared beforehand, I used a magic spell that emitted sound and light toward the beast to intimidate and make it fly away.
“Where are you going with a helpless lady in your arms?”
I then walked up to the three ruffians with an attitude and words resembling a famous Captain.
The reason for approaching them on foot is simply that it’s cooler to walk while showing room to spare.
It is a wonder why these ruffians had a wyvern, which suggests they must have made a lot of money through human trafficking.
This is what I call repugnant.
There was no doubt that I had been garbage before, but that didn’t mean that I was beyond the scope of a rich man’s misconduct.
I can see that I must have been spoiled by the people around me, as I was doing bad things that were just on the edge of what was allowed.
And now I’m plagued with guilt for destroying the future of just one person.
They would not feel anything if their action destroyed people’s future, and instead, the money they got from selling off people was more valuable. They would kidnap women and children in the same way again and again until they were able to use the wyvern.
The words ‘no extenuating circumstances’ come to my mind.
“Who the h**l are you?”
“Who would be an idiot to answer that?”
If I answered the question while wearing a black costume and a black ogre mask from my storage so that Sufia would not recognize me, it would be meaningless for me to hide my appearance.
“So be it. It doesn’t matter who you are. All I have to do is catch you, use magic to force you to identify you and your guild, get you off on the streets on someone else’s turf, and make you pay for not only interfering with my work but also for letting the wyvern escape.”
The one holding Sufia, probably the leader of the three, said while the other two stepped forward and drew their daggers, pointing them at me to protect the leader.
I will give them credit for being able to communicate with a single movement, even without instructions.
Although he talked big, he was probably trying to buy time and escape.
I could see it from how the dots on the map changed from red—attack— to yellow—escaping—.
“… Yarev ha’ak!”
“Agag!”
“Gohyoo!”
“Where are you going with a helpless lady in your arms?”
I then walked up to the three ruffians with an attitude and words resembling a famous Captain.
The reason for approaching them on foot is simply that it’s cooler to walk while showing room to spare.
It is a wonder why these ruffians had a wyvern, which suggests they must have made a lot of money through human trafficking.
This is what I call repugnant.
There was no doubt that I had been garbage before, but that didn’t mean that I was beyond the scope of a rich man’s misconduct.
I can see that I must have been spoiled by the people around me, as I was doing bad things that were just on the edge of what was allowed.
And now I’m plagued with guilt for destroying the future of just one person.
They would not feel anything if their action destroyed people’s future, and instead, the money they got from selling off people was more valuable. They would kidnap women and children in the same way again and again until they were able to use the wyvern.
The words ‘no extenuating circumstances’ come to my mind.
“Who the h**l are you?”
“Who would be an idiot to answer that?”
If I answered the question while wearing a black costume and a black ogre mask from my storage so that Sufia would not recognize me, it would be meaningless for me to hide my appearance.
“So be it. It doesn’t matter who you are. All I have to do is catch you, use magic to force you to identify you and your guild, get you off on the streets on someone else’s turf, and make you pay for not only interfering with my work but also for letting the wyvern escape.”
The one holding Sufia, probably the leader of the three, said while the other two stepped forward and drew their daggers, pointing them at me to protect the leader.
I will give them credit for being able to communicate with a single movement, even without instructions.
Although he talked big, he was probably trying to buy time and escape.
I could see it from how the dots on the map changed from red—attack— to yellow—escaping—.
“… Yarev ha’ak!”
“Agag!”
“Gohyoo!”
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